People love
greenery ! – Trees with green leaves attract !
- “Leafless Greenery” — an Oxymoron – is that possible … perhaps
everything with AI edit – here is a photo of a barren tree that was too
attractive, then processed it through with couple of Parakeets group photos ..
.. Abscission is a new word for those of us who
studied Science in Tamil medium..
Abscission (from Latin
ab- 'away' and scindere 'to cut') is the shedding of various parts of an
organism, such as a plant dropping a leaf, fruit, flower, or seed. In zoology,
abscission is the intentional shedding of a body part, such as the shedding of a
claw, husk, or the autotomy of a tail to evade a predator. In mycology, it is
the liberation of a fungal spore. In cell biology, abscission refers to the
separation of two daughter cells at the completion of cytokinesis.
In temperate
countries, in Autumn season – trees shed leaves. The shedding of leaves itself is called
abscission. In Chennai’s tropical climate, however, trees may shed leaves
during the dry season or before summer—not necessarily during a distinct
autumn. Such trees are called deciduous trees. Trees lose their leaves mainly
to conserve water and survive an unfavourable season.
Trees do not
necessarily lose their leaves because they are dying; sometimes, shedding is
Nature’s strategy for survival and renewal. When
trees lose their leaves, they do not always lose their life—their vitality
merely retreats within, awaiting another season.
“Leafless Greenery” !! by definition, perhaps not. Yet Nature is an
ingenious writer—she occasionally composes poetry that grammar and logic cannot
explain. Before me stood a great tree, stripped almost entirely of its foliage.
Its bare branches stretched across the pale sky like an intricate charcoal drawing.
There were no clusters of leaves to soften its outline, no luxuriant canopy to
proclaim vitality. At first sight, it appeared dry, austere and almost
lifeless.
Then
came the parakeets! ~ though they were in very small numbers – I have
exaggerated by extrapolating with some from my own collections editing through
Chatgpt !!
One
after another, the rose-ringed parakeets descended upon the tree. Some settled
quietly on its highest twigs; some perched in companionable pairs; others
shuffled along the branches, searching for a comfortable foothold. A few
hovered momentarily with wings outspread before joining the gathering. Within minutes, the naked tree had turned
green! Not through new shoots or tender leaves—but through living, breathing
splashes of emerald. The birds seemed to have taken the place of the missing
foliage. Their long bluish-green tails hung from the branches like slender leaf
stalks, while their curved red beaks provided tiny strokes of contrast.
It was
greenery without leaves—an oxymoron created by Nature herself! The tree, though
seemingly barren, was certainly not lifeless. Its innumerable branches offered
the birds resting places, safety, visibility and companionship. What appeared
empty to the human eye had become a thriving avian assembly hall. Every branch
was occupied; every movement added animation; every call contributed to an
unseen orchestra.
There is
also a gentle lesson here. We often associate beauty only with abundance—trees
must be thick with leaves, gardens must overflow with flowers and landscapes
must be lush to attract our admiration. Yet a leafless tree can possess a
beauty of its own. Its uncovered structure reveals strength, age and character.
Every bend in its trunk and every fork in its branches records a story of
seasons endured.
And with the
arrival of the parakeets that
starkness becomes splendour. Through this edited photograph I am trying to
depict a quiet contrast of our concrete surroundings. Buildings rise, wires
criss-cross the sky and open spaces steadily disappear. Yet birds adapt, gather
and reclaim whatever fragments of Nature remain available to them. A single old
tree—even one without leaves—can become a sanctuary for scores of winged
visitors.
To us, it may merely
be a tree awaiting another season. To the parakeets, it is perhaps a meeting
place, a resting station and a familiar landmark in their aerial world. For a
fleeting while, the birds transformed its barrenness into abundance and its
silence into celebration. They did not merely perch upon the tree—they became
its foliage.
A leafless tree
dressed in living green— “Leafless greenery” may sound like an oxymoron, but at
least in imagination it is a beautiful
reality!
Interesting !
Regards – S Sampathkumar
31.8.2026





